BIG CITY BLUES
Con Conrad (m) Archie Gottler (l) Sydney Mitchell (l)  1929

as rec by Annette Hanshaw  April 5th 1929 New York

also rec by -
Bert Lown's Loungers '29
Harold "Scrappy" Lambert w Arnold Johnson's Orch '29


Just think, tonight is Thanksgiving,
Everyone's going somewhere.
Nobody knows that I'm willing;
They pass me by,
I wonder why!

I'm all alone,
Every night, how I moan,
And how I fight those big city blues!
I walk for miles,
Place to place, no-one smiles
To help me chase those big city blues!

I'm like a little tot
Who needs a lot
Of tenderness and care;
All I've got
Is just a lot
Of sorrow and despair!

Won't someone talk to me,
Don't refuse, hear my plea,
And help me lose those big city blues!

Each evening at six pm,
Life's loud and look at them!
I'm hoping that some nice person
Will meet me, g
Greet me.

Before I know it it's twelve o'clock,
I feel like jumpin' right off the dock,
Because I haven't found a person
To chill me,
Fill me,
No-one ever comes near me!

I'm all alone,
Every night, how I moan,
And how I fight those big city blues!
I walk for miles,
Place to place, no-one smiles
To help me chase those big city blues!

Oh won't you please talk to me,
Don't refuse, hear my plea,
And help me lose those big old city blues!



(Transcribed by Peter Akers - September 2012)